Then next two days passed without incident, my wings were nearly healed, as the boy Aragorn had more to him than I thought, the child knew much in the recovery field of healing, as he bandaged most of the cuts with his own clothing, the nights he was cold I wrapped my wing around his shivering body, and his body quit shaking, and every night I smiled at his sleeping body, he was a little angel, and I knew the pain he felt, I was once like him.
I awoke the next day, the sun was bright, Aragorn was still asleep, as he normal was, I smiled down at him, he must have felt my gaze because his eyes fluttered open.
That when we heard rattling at the door, and in came a huge orc, and Azog behind him. Aragorn sent silent gasp out, he now knew I was right.
I stood up," Azog, I have already denied all of your claims and proposes, I have nothing more to say to you." Azog stepped through the door, and reaching for my chin and held me there, I never flinched once.
"It's not me you need to speak to, it seems your Oakenshield has been captured by elves, Bolg, here was going to end him and send his head along," Azog said in my ear," but Oakenshield escaped, and when I have his head I'll let you say your goodbye on his cold," his grip then went around my neck," dead, blue lips, and after he's out of the way-"
"I will uphold my promise Azog, every chance I receive I will try to end your miserable life."
"Ever like that father of yours, and ever defiant as your mother, the animal behind your eyes speaks more than the Valkyrie," his grip then went around my neck," she loved me once, before you were born, and when you came into this world you also toke out your mother. Did you know who she truly was, for she was no everyday woman-she was Valyenrdria the Vain, the most beautiful woman to ever walk this world, you look so much like her, but instead she was black, and you are white. Her hair was darker than the darkest shadows, and her eyes were a void, she was no Valkyrie though, she was more feline, and her heart had room only for one-herself. Your father took her from me, when Ryndarthiem came with his white silky hair and his white eyes, he was the last Valkyrie before you came, his power was strength, that was only matched by the gods, and when you were born he left with you, he put down his blade and set out to raise you and his bastard son."
"Lies,' I spit out on Azog's pale face.
Azog returned the favor and backhanded me harder than Thorin ever thought of, as I rolled over, I felt blood trickle down my chin," Do you want to know more about your bastard brother-Vulthiem, everyone you know as family, has lied to you, I have lied," I looked at him, matching his gaze," Vulthiem-"
Azog had started but was cut off," Azog, the dwarves are on their way to Lake town," an appearing orc said.
I knew that this was my chance, his power was strength that was matched only be the gods, if I inherited such beauty from my mother and her feline grace, and the blood of a Valkyrie from my father, then I must have his strength as well...I looked to Azog, him and his smug face, I hope Thorin and the other made it alright to Lake town, and if they were smart they would introduce themselves and have day and night protection.
" Leave these two to rot...Bolg," and then came forward the orc he spoke of, the one that he sent to kill Thorin, this was the tallest orc ever, he stood over Azog by two heads at least, and then Azog spoke to Bolg in the black speech, I did understand, but Thorin's name was clear.
It was late at night when I heard Hekrair's footsteps slapping the stone, and he appeared shortly after, I looked to the door, to my surprise the thick iron door creaked open, and on the other side was Hekrair with my weapons strapped over his armored back, he wore heavy armor though, every time I saw him before he had worn light armoring.
"Come on, we haven't got all night," Hekrair sounded impatient," you've a long ride Valkyrie."
I smiled wide, and stood up, strapping my dagger weapons back in one of my boots, and holding my sword in my right," Never thought an orc would help any being but themselves." I then heard Aragorn standing up and walking over to me
"You are not a human or elf," the Hekrair then turned to the boy," but any that follow the Valkyrie are mine to protect," Hekrair then bent to one knee, and drew out his sword, and offered it to me," I would follow you milady, to protect and defend you in your life, till I am to die, in your death will I still not be free as I will guard your corpse, I would have you accept me as part of your Queensguard."
"No queen I am, Hekrair, you have courage and strength, that I admire, I will never be a queen though," I said looking down at him.
"To the world you're not a queen, but I've seen your wings, I've seen your mercy to the human-your kindness, and your unbreakable will, you are a winged goddess-the Queen of the Valkyrie, one and only Valkyrie, the Valkyrie," Hekrair gazed back up to me," if you will not allow me to protect you and those you want to protect then I will use my sword to end myself, I will not die a prisoner."
"Then lead the way Ser Hekrair," I held my hand out to Aragorn, and he took it without hesitation, I then outstretched my wings, they were still healing, and when the boy came near, he petted my starlight white wings.
"This way, my Queen," Hekrair said staring at my wings and then remembering what he must do," The front will be heavily guarded, best use the back, they never go down there, large spiders lurk below."
"Aragorn, if you need a weapon then you may use my dagger," I pulled it out and handed it to him, the steel shinning in the moonlight that peeked trough gaps meant as windows, star-steel," do you know how to use one?"
"Of course I do," he said," my Queen," a smile then planted on his face. I smiled back and messed his hair.
"Then let us be off," I said, never thought that in my life I would have an adventure like this, first I'm no one, and within a year I'm a Valkyrie and shortly after I'm branded as the Queen of the Valkyrie from an orc, whose loyalty is could see in his eye was unwavering, what would the others think; what would Thorin think?